Chapter 6
I couldn't do this. There was no way! Other kids hated me, even just after glancing at me they can tell I'm a dork. And these clothes that Esmé picked out for me for my first day of school were NOT helping. Heck, they had Emmett and Jasper rolling on the ground laughing!
I pouted at my ridiculous reflection. Esmé had gotten me a turtle neck sweater and stupid gray shorts that ended just above my knees. The shoes looked like black loafers to me, but I wasn't sure.
Jeez, just pull my underwear over my head now!
My cheeks burned a deep red as my big brothers continued to laugh on the floor of my room, "It's not funny!" I pouted, sticking my lower lip out. They were laughing way to hard to respond so I just waited for them to calm down, "C'mon guys, can you help me pick out some different clothes? Ones that Esmé will approve of." I asked in my normal small voice, looking at them with my wide green eyes.
Em hopped up from the ground and patted me on the back, making me stumble forward a bit. Yeah, he still struggled to control his strength around me. "No worries baby bro, I know just the gal to help you out!" he grinned, and suddenly became a little nervous. After two months of living here I'd learned that Emmett never really thought things through all the way...
"Relax Edward, he's talking about our girlfriends, Alice and Rosalie, remember them?" Jasper asked, kneeling in front of me. I did remember meeting their girlfriends once or twice, they were both really pretty and nice. And they both dressed like super models, so they should be able to help me with this... I guess a girl would call it a 'fashion dilemma'.
Emmett grinned nervously, "What? Oh, yeah, that's TOTALLY what I was thinking, uh huh."
Jasper and I gave each other a look and he slowly pulled me away from Emmett, "Ooo...kay... We'll just, umm... go call the girls." Jasper and I back away a few steps before turning around and sprinting out of the room.
"Hey boys, no running in the house!" Esmé called after us as we passed by her. Jasper scooped me up and sat me on the couch in the living room once we slowed to a stop, "Alright bud, give me your cutest pout." Jasper said, taking out his camera phone. I did as I was told and he snapped a picture of me before texting something, probably sending Alice the picture.
Jasper held up a finger and about twenty minutes later there was a knock on the front door. I hopped off the couch and followed my big brother to the door, holding his pant leg as he let Alice and Rosalie in.
In less than a second I was scooped up in Alice's arms, trapped in her death grip, "Oh you poor thing! Don't worry, big sissy Alice will make the bad clothes go away." she cooed. Anyone else would laugh at this moment, but the thing is that she's being dead serious.
It took both Rosalie and Jasper to get Alice to let me go, and even then it took a few minutes of tugging at her arms.
Alice took my hand and Jasper covered my eyes while we waited for Rosalie and Emmett to quit kissing which, again, took a few minutes. My brothers did want to come but Rosalie and Alice both wanted to spend some alone time with me and get to know me. I was suddenly scared that I would come back home with a pedicure.
TWILIGHT-TWILIGHT
"AWWW! This looks so cute on you Edward! I think you should wear this for your first day," Alice beamed, fixing my shirt collar, "What do you think, Esmé?" the pixie turned to Esmé, who had decided to join us last-minute. She smiled in approval, "Its fine with me. Is this what you want to wear sweetie?"
I grinned and nodded, "Yes please." I said as I turned to the mirror again. Alice and Rosalie had both chucked a black long-sleeved button-up shirt, a white t-shirt, and a pair of shorts that went down to the middle of my calves at me. Perfect. At first I wasn't sure about the button up shirt but after Rosalie put the t-shirt over it I didn't mind.
A Cubs baseball cap caught my eye. I'd always been a huge baseball fan and I wanted to learn how to play, but daddy never let me. he said I wasn't fast enough or tall enough to be a baseball player, though I thought that that stuff only mattered in basketball. Well, being tall did. When I mentioned that daddy had slapped me and snapped that I needed to be tall to catch any balls that were about to fly over my head.
Rosalie noticed me looking at it and smiled, "Do you want that cap too? I know you're from Chicago, so you must love the Cubs."
I blushed lightly at being caught, "Oh, well, yeah. But you don't have to-" I had no time to finish. Esmé had already grabbed the cap and put it on my head, "Here you go hun." she smiled lovingly. I couldn't help but grin back. I missed being smiled at like that. Mommy only got to do it when daddy was gone, which wasn't much, and after she died, I'd forgotten what it was like to receive that look.
Without thinking, I said, "Thank you mommy."
(Esme's POV)
I couldn't believe it. My baby had finally called me mommy instead of Esmé. Oh, if I could cry I know I would have there and then.
The very first words that came out of my mouth when I went back home to Carlisle were, "Edward called me mommy, darling! He called me mommy!" I felt like a giddy little girl.
Carlisle grinned with joy and got up from his office desk, "Thanks great hun! Do you know what this means? Edwards adjusting to us, he's beginning to trust us more." he said, wrapping his arms around me.
Finally, our baby boy was finally starting to feel like one of the family...
Sorry its short, I know, next will be longer!
